In the evening the sky is gloomy
The setting sun is on the verge of setting, weakly supporting the falling feeling. The remaining light is glowing with purple, dyeing everything around it gray-purple.
There is some moisture in the air. This is a smell inherent to the seaside. It is salty and fishy.
Chen Feng leaned on his car door and smoked a cigarette. The cigarette butt appeared and disappeared. He was worried about the sudden sea breeze and took two strong puffs from time to time.
I don't know how long I stood there, looking at the scattered cigarette butts at my feet, imagining in my mind the scene where the cleaner scolded me so much.
In any case, it didn't take long for me to stand alone. The car was parked on the trail for so long and no one showed up to take care of it. This shows that this beach is really sparsely populated.
Chen Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the tiny figure sitting on the beach in the lower left corner, his eyes thoughtful.